He has never done this, just seeing novels, film and television works that can stun people like this.

Fortunately, this information is reliable, and as soon as the palm went down, Huang Mao was cut and fainted.

Seeing that Huang Mao admires Qian Lao so much, Wang Dashu will not give him the slightest opportunity to report the news.

cut off the yellow hair, Wang Dashu stuffed it into a nearby power distribution room, so as not to be woken up, and then rushed towards Qian Lao's lair.

Since it was Qian Sangui who kidnapped the person, it is unlikely that he would hide the person somewhere else.

For a person like Qian Sangui, the safest place is his father's lair, hiding in other places, I'm afraid it's too troublesome.

In fact, Qian Lao's nest is not far from the speed skating rink, and Wang Dashu drove less than five minutes to stop at the door of a mahjong parlor.

And this mahjong parlor called Dafa is the nest of Qian Laoqi.

As soon as he parked the car, Wang Dashu heard the sound of crackling mahjong inside, and on the beach chair at the door lay a staggering bastard, with a cigarette in his mouth, he stayed up all night, his eyes were blue and black, and he was listless, just two opium ghosts.

He got out of the car and went straight to the bastard.

Not to mention, this bastard was a little alert, heard the footsteps, looked up and saw Wang Dashu slightly stunned, and then noticed that the other party was not good, and then reached out and grabbed a steel pipe at his feet, and then did not get up, just swept towards Wang Dashu's calf.

I have to say that these guys have a lot of combat experience at the bottom.

If Wang Dashu was still the same college student at the beginning, I am afraid that it would be impossible to dodge this sudden stick, and after that, it would be logical to be beaten by a stick and unable to get up.

But now Wang Dashu is no longer as good as he was at the beginning, seeing the stick sweeping, not only did he dodge, but picked up a little with his right foot, and kicked it on the bastard's arm, hooked his toes, kicked the steel pipe flying, reached out and grabbed it and smashed it down on the bastard's head.

For Wang Dashu, in this kind of training to compete for weapons, he has suffered a lot under the white ape, and in order to snatch a branch, the bruises left on his body are probably no less than tens of thousands.

And this bastard is not a white ape, he moves extremely slowly, and he can't pose any threat to Wang Dashu at all.

Seeing the steel pipe fall on his head, the bastard was so frightened that he didn't even have a chance to dodge, so he could only close his eyes.

He knew that if this steel pipe fell, he would definitely be opened immediately, and it was even possible to be killed by a steel pipe.

But in an instant, the steel pipe stopped on top of the bastard's head.

"Say! Where is Qian Sangui! If you don't say it, die! ”

Wang Dashu is now self-taught about being a bully and a bad guy, and he doesn't say it at all, and he just smashes a small hole in the concrete floor with a steel pipe.

Undoubtedly, such an approach gives people a feeling of ruthlessness, as if they don't listen to him, they will really die.

Of course, this is just an atmosphere created by Wang Dashu.

But it worked wonders for the bastard.

You must know that characters like bastards have been mixed up at the bottom of society for a lot of time, although many times they will be impulsive and hot-blooded, and they will hit people without asking if they are slightly stimulated.

But only for the little people!

If he really met a guy who was more ruthless than him, he would be softer than anyone else.

"In, in, in!"

The bastard was so frightened that he stuttered a little, no, it was cool to hit someone with a steel pipe, but if it could hit himself, the bastard believed that his body could not be harder than cement.

Wang Dashu was a little regretful, his strength seemed to be a little insufficient, and when he went down with a steel pipe, there was only a small pit on the cement floor, a small pit the size of a finger.

It is a world of difference between going down with the physical god and blowing up a big crater.

Of course, this is not the time to regret this kind of thing, knowing that Qian Sangui was inside, Wang Dashu did not relent, slashed at the opponent's neck with a palm, stunned him, and then rushed into the mahjong hall with a steel pipe.

In fact, at this time, the people in the mahjong parlor had been alarmed and alerted.

Therefore, when Wang Dashu rushed into the mahjong hall, a mahjong chair flew over, followed by more than a dozen men with red fruits waving wooden sticks, steel pipes and even watermelon knives rushed up, and at the same time they cursed in their mouths.

"Look for death! Dare to go wild on our Brother Qian's territory! ”

"Kill him! Pull to the back and go to the sinking pond! ”

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Wang Dashu stretched out his hand and split down a steel pipe, and the mahjong chair flew in the middle, under the bombardment of 12 points of power, the mahjong chair was instantly split in half, and then he rushed into the crowd, and the steel pipe continued to stab out, as if waving a long sword, constantly stabbing the weapons in the hands of those gangsters.

There is no doubt that after being trained by the white ape for so long, although Wang Dashu's growth in swordsmanship is not as terrifying as Ah Qing's, but against these ordinary people, it shows his terrifying strength.

In less than a minute, all the weapons in the hands of those men fell to the ground, and they hugged their wrists one by one and cried out in pain.

Dealing with these gangsters, Wang Dashu has no mercy in his hands, and he will not be as gentle as he is with leaves.

Anyone who dares to stretch out his claws will have his wrist broken as punishment!

After all, he's here to save people, not to go on a killing spree.

After flipping through those gangsters, Wang Dashu felt that the steel pipe was a little unaccustomed to it.

After all, when he was trained by the white ape, he used a tree branch, and when he practiced by himself, he used a wooden sword.

Although the steel pipe is harder and tougher than that of wooden swords and branches, it is so heavy that it is difficult for Wang Dashu to control the strength, so that when punishing these gangsters, several gangsters broke their arms.

In the past, the key to Wang Dashu's practice of swordsmanship was the control of speed and strength.

But the steel pipe did not meet the requirements at all, so that Wang Dashu frequently made mistakes.

Of course, Wang Dashu also knew that this should be because of his low level of swordsmanship, otherwise, when he saw the success of his swordsmanship, a light bamboo pole would be able to break through a thousand armies!

Therefore, Wang Dashu's eyes turned around in the mahjong hall, and then his eyes lit up, and he went to the counter and grabbed a feather duster in his hand.

Compared with steel pipes, wooden sticks, etc., this feather duster cannot be used as a weapon at all, the length is only more than one meter, and the hardness is not enough, so it can only be used against children.

But Wang Dashu was very satisfied with the feather duster, and pulled the chicken feather off violently, leaving only the bamboo pole, and then walked towards the passage behind the mahjong parlor.